CHAPTER V. 



The inoniiug- cjune, iiiul with it a ila}^ of alternate thun- 

 der and storm and sunshine, — and our lirst Sunday" in tlie 

 forest. There were no tine ch)tlies in camp; no church- 

 bell sounded across the water; the I)ig, family bible and tlie 

 religious weekl}' had not journej'ed thither in Wilkinson's 

 wagon; but somehow all these had left some sort of im- 

 press on men with sprouted beards, worn and torn attire, 

 — men who had changed their skies but nijt their minds. 



"Gentlemen," said Thompson, as we emerged from the 

 hut after breakfast and strolled down to the rocks on the 

 shore, ' • Im not verj^ straight-laced, and don't pass, at home, 

 for a Puritan, by any means; but I never fish in the woods, 

 on Sunday, unless 1 am des[>erateh' hungry. Fd make 

 a sorry show as your spiritual teaclier, I suspect, altb.ough 

 being your Captain, I have the right to make the proper 

 Sunday laws of the woods for 3'ou. Bui, bo3's, if 3'ou want 

 to tish to-da}', my advic-e is, — don't! " 



"It is not ditlicult, worthy Captain, to accept your 

 adviee," said the Professor, "in the presence of these rev- 

 erent forests and yonder pure and placid lake, with the skj' 

 above us as benignant here as where it bends over our Sab- 

 bath-keeping homes. " 



